Past Paradise Chords by Eric Roberson

[Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ [Bbm] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Ab] _
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_ [G] _ [Bb] _ [Db] _ _ [Fm] I _
_ [Cm] lay here [Fm] and I'm trying to shake [Cm] the taste [Fm] of [Gb] marathon kisses [Fm] we used to share.
[Cm] Seems time [Fm] can heal the mess that [Cm] we made.
[Bbm] Oh my heart reminisces [Ab] when others [Cm] are _ beroiled.
Shackled to the bed of best paradise, nothing seems [G] to be pleasing [Bbm] to my eyes.
Ever since [Db] we ran out of words to [Cm] say, oh yeah.
_ Other kisses can no longer disguise, desires to [G] revisit best [Bbm] paradise.
I love you is [Db] the picture I still portray.
[Cm] _
[Fm] _ Sometimes [Cm] I [Fm] call, but pride makes [Ab] me [Cm] chore.
[Fm] [Bbm] So no words follow [Ab] when you say [Fm] hello.
But deep in my heart, I scream out your name.
[G] [Bbm] Hoping just to [Gb] borrow what [Ab] we had [Cm] before.
_ _ [Fm] _ [Cm] Shackled to the bed of best paradise, nothing seems [G] to be pleasing [Bbm] to my eyes.
Ever since we ran out of words to [Fm] say, [Cm] oh yeah.
Other kisses can no longer disguise, desires to [G] revisit best [Bbm] paradise.
I love you is the picture I still portray. Oh yeah.
[Fm] And when the clock [Bbm] runs, [Fm] time grows slow.
[Ebm] Our hearts lost our [F] path, wonders [Bbm] where [Fm] you are.
Though we'll meet [Bbm] this mile, no no no [Ab] no no no no.
[B] Yeah, [Db] in this road I [Cm] travel [Bb] on.
[Cm] Shackled to the bed of best paradise, nothing seems [G] to be pleasing [Gm] to my [Bbm] eyes.
Ever since we ran [Cm] out of words to say, oh _ yeah.
Other kisses can no longer disguise, desires to [G] revisit best [Eb] paradise.
[Bbm] I love you is the picture I [Cm] still portray.
[Bb] Hey, [Cm] hey, hey.
Shackled to the bed of best paradise, nothing [G] seems to be pleasing [Gm] to my [Bbm] eyes.
Ever since [Db] we ran out of words to [Cm] say, oh yeah.
_ Other kisses can no longer disguise, desires to [G] revisit best [Bbm] paradise.
I love you is the picture I still portray.
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[Cm] _ _ _ Shackled to the bed of best paradise, nothing seems [G] to be pleasing [Bb] to my [Bbm] eyes.
Ever since we ran out of words to [Cm] say, hey, hey, hey.
_ Other kisses can no longer disguise, desires to [G] revisit best [Bbm] paradise.
I love you is the picture I still portray.
[Cm] I love you.
_ Oh. _ _ _ _
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_ [G] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _
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